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My Angel of White
She stands, wings covering her eyes
She can hear, though she can't understand
I desire her to guide me
Lead me, show me the path to go
Whiter than snow, hair of brown yet it glows
Speak to me, angel of white
Hold me and cry for me with alll thy might
Lift me up in thy wings and reveal thy sight
Let me see that you know of my plight
I dare to be warmed by the wings
The wings with the power of flight
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